Origin Of Murder
A ship approaches the shoreline to watch all that we have spoil and fade away, surrendering all decency dismayed as a predatory foe descends Ambition and greed paint the surface with a blood red thirst and lust for gold The price for blood Cutting the throats of the aborigines that wont comply Onward, they attack the cities As they laugh and dance around the dead See their cold dead eyes Murdering in the name of god The White killer controlled by lust for gold, With a thirst of blood, cutting out the throats of those who refuse to commune with the cross Shine like godlike thunderbolts Slicing their throats and make slaves of all your children In the name of god Our native dialect pronounces condemnation to their holy cross The wildish nature offers protection to our people We will defeat the evil outlander with strength and courage And then, vanish their baseless anger, Their aggressive murderous quest a result of their foreign doctrine. No man can be an authority or can take priority over the wild power of the land No soul will be sold to their cross or their god, Our sanctity wont be possessed Violence against violence, instinct of aggression, Feeds the urge to kill Proclaiming a new eon worshiping the Golden God Bringing to our people an actual evolution Never seen before by mankind, not by a single ancestor
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
During the bloodiest combat of native resistance A young man is sacrificed under the fire of cocksure cleanness Under the watch of their incredulous mother He fainted, then carried her to the ancient spirits Thirst arises, The rising of retaliation Watching her son fall to deceitful ideals They manage to create an extreme desire to murder and humiliate those that judge Who believing in his odds, dominates the life of those who trust the spiritual truth Victory is close and the goddess emerges, death opens its own path from beyond As their eyes are taken for offerings to the son's spirits Taking out of the watersheds and swallowing with pleasure His throat is cut off, dragging his body by a rope tied to his neck as a symbol of victory In between the joy every member of the blasphemous white is mutilated Their flesh ingested and their bones usurped, their genitals thrown away, their skulls cleaned up carefully removing all the brains to the bone Vengeance has been given!!!
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
The Mohan Acaime is among us: the golden god waits for his destiny The protector of the waters, the spiritual transcendent, who exiles the pale faced evil being Traveling sacred lands for answers I seek inviting termination, burning their structures to the ground Therefore accomplish victory for the golden god bringer of chaos before Christians Strengthened those who the goddess of vengeance professed to me Apathy for the downfall of a foreign devil that to this sacred land no good he has brought In the middle of a dream whispered to the wizard the fall of this white god between the fires The oppressors had no chance The arrival of the golden god has fallen upon those to whom this land does not belong Bleeding out their throats, cut their juggulars Feed their remains to rats warning them to stray from out villages or risk vengeance from our people And death found them, among the golden blades of fire, absorbing the invaders essence The beginning of the end had come The great golden king has claimed his throne Vibrantly Shining atop his great structure Embracing convergence of man with the purity of nature Strengthened those who the goddess of vengeance professed to me Apathy for the foreign devil No good he has brought to this sacred land Watch them choke on blood as you cut their juggular Failing the great conquest, your remains will become food for the dirt
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Evening opens to the birth of the man god liberator Fire is the essence of creation So in between blood and pain the universe opens it eyes to me, and opens the path to the butcher Trembling has gotten the white men now that the end shows its face The native world opens for defense, of a land that was target of abuse And with all the anxiety of revenge against the strewn guts of the white christians Earth is purified and returns to eternal sancitity The one born out of the night and fire as the tiger that waits to ambush Eliminate the blasphemous christians They hold him with restraints, carving him, dissecting him Heart thrown in a boiling vat, cooking tissue and organs The holy warriors, in the name of earth, took the pain of all the impure Watch him impaled, tasting his flesh Offer his carcass meat to the divine Magic and plagues, suffering brought with them Great pain and blood has been vanquished The world has revealed an impaled conqueror Nature reached out to lead us An earth created man-god Watch the trespassers bleed Through the palisades to be abducted Their guts spread across the battlefield They fertilize the field for the future to come, a world devoted to nature The golden god surrounded by the fields of conquerors impaled Spilling blood to satiate their thirst for vengeance
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Horrendous trinity conceived in pain and blood, the dawn of the wizard The shape shifting god-man being, the supreme golden god Thy damnation drops upon the white men; so the universe rejoices as a new era is put together Witchery and magic are the native's favorite kit Seek painful ways to destroy those white bastards who corrupted our lands Plagues, pestilence, ordure, rape, they steal away humanity Falls on the despot to nature, vengeance shall fall upon them Their skull grabbed by the goddess of revenge Places an offering to their spirits and her son to torment the white bastards The bones of invaders are nothing but a result of their avarice The natives will rise; time for the kings crucifixion is here, he will fall by his own beliefs No remains left as offerings to their king and priests Their god will dissipate, opening a new path to the beauty of the universe
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Lonely territories for brave gods, total primitive violence The urge to fight the enemy and its evil dwelling in a far away dimension Burning creatures to their ashes in confrontation is the promise Redemption becomes complete catharsis The mighty golden god, shattering the imperfect selfish white invader No death unhallowed soul is welcome to universal eternity Uprising against domination, rises a new universal comprehension Fierceness and barbarism befitting our nature The dialect of demise comes upon immortality Uprising against domination, rises a new universal comprehension Fierceness and barbarism befitting our nature For those who gave their blood and bowels fighting against the conquerors And so the wreck and disgust slay the face of the white Those soulless who remain, shall find no compassion or dignity Set their ships aflame, torched in the night to conceal the invaders asleep inside Furious, without sympathy Children of the fields will be victorious in bereaving the chaos Honoring the season that will soon drift away Soil reclaiming the earth Digging into its memory, fertilization, equilibrium, composting the viscera until no pieces or traces remain Territorial enforcing without invitation We retaliate, snaring the enemy, tearing off scalp of prey caught in the entrapment Defending violently our civilization Tore them into pieces and reached inside Taste their divine organs and tear their beating hearts from their chests Festering decay, swarms of hormingas pick over their skeletons Colonizing the holes that formed from seeping pus Coveting the eternal promise of immortality Ending the unquenchable blood thirst emerging from the sea With every single death, restoring order from decay
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Affliction, threat Fearless soldiers standing up for their ethnicities No governor or king shall outlast, neither their disruptive mindset They must be sealed for lifetimes in condemnation The aborigine sated filling his guts on foreign blood Building fields of crosses to hang and nail the decimated enemies Burning their outlander kingdom, their king is crucified showing his heart Hanging ripped out in a spit of false ceremonies A cross bathed in blood, paving respects to the monarch, as it commemorates a new age of treason The same cross that meant to shatter their redeemer The one to put and end to lies and hatred Leftovers are all they are now that their order is overthrown The king must die painfully, torn, impaled, miserable Rounded by the pest of the cross A symbol of eternal failure It's a reason for the children of nature, the golden god, and the aborigine, to lie down in joy among the ripped flesh of the defeated
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
It expands among the known world Where the golden god revealed to the wizard right after he has returned into the darkness It arrived to the conqueror's land by the willing of the god man So the world became a shape of alienation of the being and it surroundings Ruling the known world in a violent balance The only decree is to respect the cosmos and the universe The sleeping aborigine used to be trampled now is a supreme being full of ancestral wisdom Wearing their ancestors souls that once were silenced as an armor-plated cuirass Now the true invaders will meet no eternal rest A peek into the new world forged on pain and blood Animals, mankind, and nature are reborn to clean the dirt Now dominated by the abrupt and unmerciful force of the universe Immensity that lasts for eons, stretching out with the outlanders entrails Crucify their king and let him rot in his beliefs The new worlds destiny will erupt distilling the blood of the impure In this new reality they are the feast, offerings their blood and flesh Purifying nourishment and drink for those who fought to death in the battlefield
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026